Reminiscences of a Fuehrer… I evoked dread in them all, No…..actually I used to! ’twas long ago even memory betrays me. One day, I was their pride; a symbol of strength, power, and might to some, whereas to some, I epitomized beauty and even identity. An inseparable part of their lives, I was. Punctuated a canvas sometimes, I’ve often enjoyed my part in many folklore too; mascot to innumerable events across the globe, they’ve all been slaves to my charismatic woo. And then, there’ve been times when creatures much weaker to me have challenged...